It's very delicate to ship. The season is short.

I sum up the prospects for 1967 in three short sentences. We are back on course. The ship is picking up speed. The economy is moving. Every seaman knows the command at such a moment: 'steady as she goes'.

Childhood is a short season.

Once again, we're on the short end of the stick.

nothing short of outrageous.

We live in an age where everything is based on the short term.